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Too quickly.
“That wasn’t what I asked. Did you eat?” I repeated.
“Yes.” His little submissive spat out like a curse.
“Excuse me?”
“Yes, sir.”
That wasn’t exactly the response he’d been going for either, but he’d take it.
“Let’s head inside. I can’t wait to get you naked.”
Caleb reached for her elbow, turning them in the direction of the red velvet curtain that separated the bar from the rest of the club. Slipping his hand to the small of her back, he guided them through the throng of already in progress sexy scenes.
He’d arranged with Tyler, the dungeon monitor he’d bumped heads with the month before, to have his favorite platform saved for him. As he weaved through the crowd, he was happy to see his toy bag up on the raised stage along with the small reserved sign. He’d been worried they might have given the space to another couple due to Presley’s late arrival, and honestly he wouldn’t have blamed the DM if he had.
As he helped his submissive up the few steps, Caleb let his mask of dominance fall into place. Pulling Presley to a stop, he spun her towards him as he snapped his first order. “Strip.”
Even with the dark shadows in the low-lit room, he could see her pupils flare. They’d been together long enough for him to know that while she may protest, his sub loved playing the roll of exhibitionist. And God knew he loved showing off every inch of her toned and sleek body. People could look all they wanted, but he was a lucky bastard that she was all his to touch.
As Presley quickly started disrobing, Caleb lifted his bag to the small table at the back of the platform and started taking out his extensive collection of rope, organizing them into piles of hemp, jute, nylon, and silk. As his love of Shibari had grown over the years, so had his rope supply bag.
He’d fallen hard for Presley early in their relationship for many reasons, but it was after finding that she loved being tied up almost as much as he loved restraining her that he knew they were a perfect match. His cock pressed against the zipper of his pants, ready to come out and show his beautiful submissive just how much he’d missed her this week.
“Arms out,” he barked, unraveling the cord of soft, brown jute. He got to work wrapping her in a bikini harness with this rope, knowing it would be both strong enough to carry her weight, but would also make beautiful indentation marks that would last for hours.
Caleb worked silently, weaving and knotting rope around her neck, torso and breasts until Presley was encased in the perfect upper harness for her first full-body suspension. Taking a step back, he took a moment to rake his gaze up and down her body, enjoying the sight for the work of art that it was.
The farther they got into the scene, the more focused he became until he could tune out everything happening around them. People in the lifestyle often talk about subspace, but Shibari was the kink that most often could get him into his own Dom head space.
But he wasn’t even close to finished wrapping. “Legs apart,” he said against her ear, enjoying the small shiver that went through her body.
My little girl is getting in the right head space too.
He took his time, working methodically, weaving the rope between her legs, around her thighs and waist, taking the time to check his knots often until he was happy with his handy work.
Caleb returned to his supply table, picking up the carabiners and safety hooks he liked to use during suspension. As sturdy as the Black Light rigging was he’d be suspending her from, he still wanted to have an option to quickly release Presley if something ever went wrong.
Ten minutes later, he was finally ready to begin lifting her, connecting his submissive to the hard points only after carefully inspecting them to ensure he was getting her balanced in the air exactly as he wanted her.
Her arms were the first to raise high, locked together in a basic double column tie that stretched her slender body up onto her tippy toes beautifully.
Unable to resist, Caleb stepped in front of his submissive, weaving his fingers through her long hair and yanking her head back so she had no choice but to look into his eyes.
“You’re at my mercy now, aren’t you baby?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered.
“What am I going to do with you, now that I have you restrained?” he teased.
“Whatever you want to do,” she accurately responded with an flirty smile on her face.
“Good answer.”
Caleb crashed his lips down on her mouth, plunging his tongue into her as he pinched her pebbled nipples, exposed for his pleasure.
Forcing himself to slow things down again, he stepped away from Presley long enough to lower another hook from the overhead rigging. He got to work on the knots that would ultimately hold most of her body weight as he raised her off the ground. He started with her in a rather simple seated position, her hands and feet lifted to the highest points of the pose.
